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MIDDLE AGE, MIDDLE AGE
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COUNTRY POEMS
Here it comes.
I hear it walking.
I hear it talking.
Socking me, is what it is getting ready to do.
Shocking me, is what it is going to do, you see.
Middle age, middle age, that really annoying life stage.
Middle age, middle age, that really annoying life stage.
Sneaking and creeping.
When people get to it, they start weeping.
Tears seeping into the soul.
My fears leaping up like a frog.
Middle age, middle age, that really annoying life stage.
Middge age, middle age, that really annoying life stage.
My anxiety getting in me, as strong as a tree.
As tough as a log.
Tears filling up a bowl.
Getting as deep as a mole.
A feeling, that over, I am going to roll.
Middle age, middle age, that really annoying life stage.
Middle age, middle age, that really annoying life state.
I hate to even say the word.
People talking about me, I have heard.
I know they are just waiting to see.
What I do.
If I start my life anew.
It is knocking at my door.
Creeping like a cat.
It is getting deep into my core.
Middle age, middle age, that really annoying life stage.
Middle age, middle age, that really annoying life stage.
The sound getting higher and higher to a roar.
Something I cannot ignore.
In my harbor, it is docking.
The pain, hurting like a pain.
The pain, on my face, feeling like rain.
All the youngsters, me, are mocking.
Middle age, middle age, that really annoying life stage.
Middle age, middle age, that really annoying life stage.
Turning the page in the book of my life.
Sometimes, the page I want to burn.
I look at the gauge of my life.
My wife, thinks it is funny.
I say, "Stop laughing, honey!"
Middle age, middle age, that really annoying life stage.
Middle age, middle age, that really annoyong life stage.
